Resurrection: Devil Fruit is rewarded at the beginning

"Which of the 7 city lines in Longguo do you think are likely to produce geniuses?" Fatty Han didn't answer this question directly, but played tricks instead.

"Go to the capital? Then the first line and the second line." Su Yang replied, do you still need to ask me this?
In the inner city, Shangjing is the center, and then the first and second lines are extended.

"Right or wrong!" Fatty Han shook his head, and continued: "The people who went to the capital are indeed geniuses, but they didn't come to Tang Wu in advance like us, but waited for the college entrance examination before entering school."

"Why?" Su Yang was a little puzzled.

Come to Tang Wu earlier, don't you learn more?

Fatty Han seemed to see his doubts, and explained with a smile: "Do you think the educational environment in Shangjing is the same as yours in Pingcheng? Are the courses you take in high school the same? How do you know the knowledge we learned in advance in Tangwu? They were in Shangjing Haven't touched it?"

Su Yang suddenly realized, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

What Fatty Han said is not wrong, people who are not in the same circle will not understand other people's living environment at all.

Just like a joke from a previous life.

In order to find a woman who truly loves each other, a rich second generation pretends to be poor, telling his girlfriend that he only has 130 to [-] pocket money a month, only drives an Audi, and lives in a [-]-square-meter house.

Because in his perception, no matter how poor a person is, he can only be so poor!

"There are many first- and second-tier talents, but I'm not talking about them."

"Speak directly!" Su Yang was a little impatient, and the tricks were endless!

"It's people from the Six Border Cities!" Fatty Han said in a heavy tone, "Compared to the comfortable inner city, the freshmen from the Six Border Cities really came out of the sea of ​​blood. Strong!"

That's right, how could the Six Border Cities have forgotten that people who grow up in such an environment are inherently stronger than other cities.

What is strong is not only the body, but also the character!

Su Yang suddenly asked suspiciously: "No, it seems that among the 145 of us, there is no border guard."

Su Yang carefully recalled the scene when Lu Tu's will was suppressed on the first day. There were indeed a few strong people among the freshmen, but the will that exuded was not like that of Border Gate.

"Because they haven't arrived yet! Do you know how far the Six Border Cities are from Luoyang?" Fatty Han said.

Su Yang secretly calculated in his heart, shook his head, don't know!
"Luoyang belongs to the third-tier city group. It is the closest to the fourth-tier and second-tier cities. It is relatively easy to pick up your teacher. If you think about going to the sixth-tier border gate, the teacher must first go to the sixth-tier border and then return. He went to the sixth-tier border By the time, you have already arrived in Luoyang." Fatty Han was a little speechless.

"Calculate the time, they should arrive tonight, maybe you will see it in class tomorrow."

Fatty Han estimated the time and said, then said with a smile on his face: "There will be a good show then!"

"What's a good show?" Su Yang asked without knowing why.

"The fighters at the border will fight for everything, so they will definitely challenge the students in the first row. Didn't you say that tomorrow will be lively?"

"Mr. Lu, didn't you say it won't start until next week?"

"Do you think he will count people from the six border cities?"

Su Yang was silent for a moment, then smiled again: "Then come on, no one is worse than the other."

Fatty Han raised his thumb and praised: "Sure enough, I didn't misunderstand you. The meal was not in vain. Let's wait and see."

"Aren't you also in the first row?" Su Yang asked back.

"How can I put it this year? I'm the only one who chose to come here early this year. I can't lose face to my hometown!" When Fatty Han said this, a fierce aura flashed across his body.

Su Yang was silent in his heart, "Don't look at this fat man who is always smiling. He is from a big city in the first-tier demon capital. Anyone who underestimates him is sick. And his weapon seems to be a tombstone?"

"Brother Han, how about checking someone's news for me?" Su Yang said suddenly.

"Who?" Fatty Han narrowed his eyes even more when he heard this.

After a little hesitation, Su Yang spit out a name: "Su Guolie, my father."

"Why do you think I can help you?" Fatty Han didn't agree at first, but asked curiously.

"Personal feeling."

"Okay." Fatty Han agreed without hesitation, but didn't discuss any remuneration.

Su Yang didn't mention what he could pay after finding out.

Both of them are not fools, in the world, sometimes free is the most expensive!

After the meal, Fatty Han bid farewell and left alone, while Su Yang walked to the dormitory alone.

He didn't know if Fatty Han could find useful information if he asked Fatty Han to check it, but he had to give it a try.

When she first came to Tang Wu, Tang Lin said that her parents were still alive, but she didn't disclose other information, she just let her martial arts step into the god level before talking about it.

How long does it take for a god-level, seventh-level warrior?

The best way is to investigate by yourself first, and then try your best to improve your own strength.

Only when both sides work together can it be done.

However, the practice of Yuanzi Daoyin has not progressed for a long time. The third level of martial arts looks very close, but he can't touch it. Thinking of this, Su Yang is a little impatient.

Doesn't the condensed liquid of Yuanli Dantian mean that it is compressed into a liquid?

Su Yang was a little distressed, and he planned to go back to the dormitory and study it carefully.

"Su Yang?" A familiar voice came.

Su Yang looked in the direction of the voice, under the sunlight, his golden hair almost blinded him.

"Servant Wushuang?"

A handsome man in white casual clothes with blond hair, it's not who he is.

Su Yang looked at him, moved his eyes, and asked, "Shi Wushuang, are you a fourth-rank warrior?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Wushuang said with an unnatural expression: "It's still a little bit worse."

"It's still close, that's the third level of perfection, enough!" Su Yang summed up in his heart, and walked up with a smile: "Is it convenient now? Senior."

Shi Wushuang looked at Su Yang, who suddenly became enthusiastic, and said hesitantly, "It's convenient."

"Come on, I'll treat you to dinner."

After getting an affirmative answer, Su Yang came up with a smile on his face and hugged him and walked towards the dormitory.

"Isn't the cafeteria at the back?" Shi Wushuang said in a daze.

"I'll make it for you with my own hands. My craftsmanship is much better than that of the cafeteria!" Su Yang said with a smile.

"Alright!" Thinking of Su Yang's identity as a law enforcement officer, Shi Wushuang agreed hesitantly, and followed Su Yang forward.

Holding their own ideas, the two smiled and walked to the dormitory along the way.

"Fuck, the dormitory for your students this year is fine, it's very luxurious." Shi Wushuang looked around as soon as he entered the door, and then said in a slightly sour tone.

"It's not necessarily ours." Su Yang poured a glass of water and put it in front of him, and replied casually.

Then, Su Yang sat in front of him and looked at him, silently.

Shi Wushuang also looked at Su Yang in bewilderment, didn't he mean to invite me to dinner?
Why are you still sitting down?
The two chapters are over, and the fight will start tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. The last few chapters are a bit dull, but they are indispensable.In fact, the author really wants to say 8000 words a day in the future, but he is afraid that he will not be able to do it. (I will try to make 4 chapters a day longer when I have time, in order not to let some people insult me, hehe)